"Why?!" Jin Enrou asked with tears streaming down her face.
Just like the heroine of Qiong Yao opera, Qin Shu taught her this, and it is said that men are the most susceptible to this trick.
"That's right, why?"
Suddenly, the sound of clear water flowing into the stream suddenly came from upstairs.
When everyone looked around, they saw Tang Qiao'er carrying a suitcase with ease, slightly raising her beautiful and delicate chin, and walking downstairs calmly and calmly.
Compared to Jin Enrou, who was crying and looking unhappy, Miss Tang looked so down-to-earth and elegant.
Jin Enrou hugged Shen Jingjue tightly, a cold light burst out from her eyes, piercing Tang Qiaoer's smiling face.
Everyone was excited: The bloody show is coming at eight o'clock!
Shen Jingjue's eyes darkened slightly, and he put his hands on Jin Enrou's shoulders as if to push her away.
But in Tang Qiaoer's eyes, the two of them became intimate and passionate.
Ha, no wonder Shen Jingjue must let her come to the house to get something. If she didn't come, how could she see such a good show.
At this moment, Tang Qiaoer just wanted to run home immediately, bathe, change clothes and burn incense. She also had to change out of her clothes and throw them away.
Everything Shen Jingjue touched was dirty to her!
"Miss Jin is your fiancée. She came all the way to find you. Why don't you see her? Tsk, tsk, you are so cruel."
Tang Qiaoer looked at Jin Enrou with a smile, "Miss Jin, don't get me wrong, I'm here to get my things, I'm leaving now, you continue.
The spring night is too short, I wish you all the best from morning to night. "
Shen Jing felt his throat suffocate, his handsome face turned white and then black, and blood boiled in his chest.
Jin Enrou was filled with hatred, but she had made such a fool of herself about her grandfather's birthday banquet, so she would never dare to confront Tang Qiao'er again at this time.
"Ah, by the way, I don't want any of the things I left here, especially the things I gave to Mr. Shen. Could you please move in and dispose of the garbage in the future? I heard it's unlucky to keep your ex's things around you. It affects the couple’s relationship.”
After giving the explanation simply and neatly, Tang Qiaoer picked up the box and walked briskly past them.
Jin Enrou was dumbfounded, and so were all the servants.
When the predecessor met the current one, not only was he not particularly jealous, but he also had a happy face. The former young lady was really a person capable of big things with her magnanimity!
Seeing Tang Qiao'er walking out of the villa door, Shen Jingjue couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly pushed away Jin Enrou's entanglement and chased after her with rapid strides.
"Ah! Brother Jingju!"
Shen Jingjue felt that an inch of force had pushed Jin Enrou away, and she lay miserably on the coffee table. Cups and plates were smashed on the floor, her wrists were cut, and her skirt was lacerated.
At the same time, Shen Bailu, who was hiding upstairs, witnessed the entanglement between the three of them and was so angry that she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet.
Tang Qiaoer carried the box and walked out of the door wearing slippers.
"Tang Qiao'er! Wait!" Shen Jingjue called her in a deep voice, with urgency.
But she didn't stop at all and ignored him.
"Mr. Shen! I bought the young lady's shoes!"
At this time, Han Xian came back sweating profusely, carrying a bag of luxury goods in his hand.
Shen Jingjue took three steps and two steps to catch up, grabbed the bag, and blocked Tang Qiaoer's way.
"Here." He handed her the shoes.
Tang Qiaoer lowered her eyes and took it, passing by him without saying anything.
Shen Jingjue's eyes darkened a little, and his anxious heart slowly settled down.
This was the first time she received something from him, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction slowly climbed up in her heart.
However, the next second.
Bang——!
Shen Jingjue was shocked and shocked!
He watched helplessly as Tang Qiaoer swung her arms, and without even looking at her, she accurately threw the shoes worth tens of thousands into the trash can.
Han Xian felt as if someone had strangled his neck, and he couldn't even breathe.
Even with just a glance from the corner of his eye, he could clearly see it.
Mr. Shen's expression at this moment is full of devastation, like a piece of scorched earth after a raging war...
